May the best zoomie win
Sometimes, all I need is a push. Or a pull. The arrival of a harrow in the field below here reminded me that the seasons have changed. And so, without further reflection, I decided to start the “dewinterization” process on the RV. Familiar, enough that once I started, I didn’t stop. Check the main tank, and then add water to the overflow line. Tighten the drain plug on the hot water system, and turn the other valve that allows water to go in. Reset the various drainange stopcogks. (some that I’ve never actually seen). That was trickly to explain to herself, who assumed tha everything I do is written for others to follow. Finally, start the pump and try the faucets. All good. I did say that this was familiar territory. We’ll not leave town, just yet, but I’m out of excuses.
Watching the right wing rhetoric from the neighbours is fun. They’ve determined that inflation if running fast/almost out of control. And they blame the current president. Unless someone points out that this is a worldwide thing, and that if the president is responsible, then he must be the most powerful man on the planet. That pauses the noise. Hard to say someone is incompetent and all powerful in the same breath.
We have similar problems here, except that we know you can’t blame the spokesperson. No, we don’t have a president. Go ahead. Ask Siri. I’ll wait.
The syrup dispensers are out. The sugar bandits (hummingbirds) are now local. If we want to watch the flight fights, we have to supply the sugary fuel. Nothing this evening, but I expect the zooming is about to start. Maybe tomorrow. Or the next day.
